Feng Ran was not very good at this poem, and some of the ink in her belly was superimposed on two planes.

Compared to these "cultural people" who can be translated into legends, it is obvious that she is the illiterate among these cultural people.

These noble ladies who came with them came to the stage with Princess Chen and were guided by a special person to take the seat.

Because he is an outsider, Feng Ran is not very interested in such a grand occasion.

The purpose of this poetry review conference is roughly similar to the Yuedan review in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. They both use self-expression to make talents pay attention to them in order to find Bo Le to promote and have since risen to the sky.

This is a first-level.

Also, there were many noble ladies from aristocratic families like them on the scene. These young talents showed their talents and knowledge on this, just to win the eyes of those who like them.

And the girls watching below are actually looking at their future husbands.

There were many people discussing on the field, and the surroundings seemed a little noisy.

Feng Ran took a sip of tea and heard someone say, "The young master of the Su family is really outstanding in literary talent."

Another person echoed: "It's extremely, but he looks so handsome and extraordinary. He really matches the four words "Talent and Beautiful"."

Feng Ran glanced at the young master of the Su family. She looked really handsome, but she was inferior to Shen Junyu and Meng Chengjue whom she saw.

This poem is indeed well written, but it is a bit of a feeling of worrying about composing new poems, but it can be regarded as a rare masterpiece.

At least that's what she thinks.

At this time, another woman in pink shirt interrupted and said, "Although this young master of the Su family is handsome, there is nothing outstanding in appearance. I just saw someone, and that is what I can call a stunning one!"

The little girls became interested and said curiously: "Which young master is it?"

The girl in pink shirt said mysteriously: "The young master is said to be an envoy from Chen State, but I don't know who his surname is."

Feng Ran was close to him, so he could hear it clearly.

Is Shen Junyu also here for this poetry review meeting?

So she continued to listen.

"I heard from my brother that he is a rich man who travels around the world all year round and is not bound by the monarchs of various countries."

Several girls each contributed their existing understanding to this topic, and they were very happy to say it.

Just as she was listening to the gossip was interesting, she heard a commotion suddenly arose in front of her.

Feng Ran looked up and saw who was not Shen Junyu who caused the disturbance?

Today, he was wearing an ivory white ink bamboo brocade dress, with a jade crown tied with hair, holding a paper fan, and holding a jade tree in the wind, and was elegant and extraordinary.

No wonder it caused the girls who were waiting to be named to be amazed frequently.

However, this young man, who looked like a jade carving, had a cold face all the way, so cold that the girls didn't dare to get close to the front half.

He was heading towards her direction. Feng Ran looked at Princess Chen next to her and probably knew why Shen Junyu appeared here.

Looking at the girls who were still discussing eagerly, they were so shy that they almost buried their heads under the table.

Feng Ran was bored at first, so she sat down to the end to fish. Now, she was the closest to Shen Junyu.

I think he had greeted Princess Chen before he came, so Princess Chen was not surprised when she saw him, but just nodded symbolically and signaled.

It was boring to just fight poetry at the poetry meeting. At the end of the process, someone suggested that the cup beating the drum and the cup would be written by whoever the wine glass fell.

This poetry meeting was originally a gathering of literati and poets. If you can be regarded as a master, it is naturally impossible for you to be a master. Therefore, the game is quite operational.

Feng Ran was originally an "illiterate" and she had no interest in such a elegant game. Seeing the people in front of her nervously passing on the "hot" cup, she leisurely brewed a cup of tea for herself, squinted her eyes and slowly savored the pastries on the table.

Just as she was about to sigh at the sweetness of the tea, the drums suddenly stopped, and for a moment, everyone looked in the direction where she was.

Feng Ran was a little confused, and she didn't realize it until someone reminded the cup to fall in front of her.

“…”

Seeing Sun Zhilan smiling maliciously, Feng Ran understood how this cup was in her hands.

Everyone was watching, and she felt embarrassed to sit down.

Instead of touching the cup, she stood up and asked the drum beater: "The drum beat is about passing the word. This cup fell on my table, not on my hands, so I'm afraid I can't count it, right?"

"Miss Three is not so good at speaking. How about writing poems in this cup? It's the second thing to do is to make a lot of fun. Miss Three is not so knowledgeable, so why should she be so serious?" said the drumbeater.

Feng Ran naturally knew this principle, but for a while, she couldn't do it without situation or preparation.

But when everyone says this, if she refuses, she will seem unaffordable.

While speaking, the pen and ink were handed over to the table in front of her.

After thinking about it, Feng Ran decided to tamper with Song Ci first to solve the current urgent problem.

Anyway, this game is done casually and does not limit the subject matter.

She wrote:

When Jianghan comes to the west of the river and Han River, the spring scenery of Jinjiang still comes with its own.

The clouds and waves in Min'e said diligently about this, the ruthless scenery and scenery.

I advise you to stop reading the biography of Jiang Biao, how can you be too cruel to the madman?

Just laughing at the scholars who are fighting for the bottom of the matter, Huang Zu and Cao Gong are both wandering around.

The envoy also wrote poems about exiled immortals, and he must sing and dance to escape from worries.

Fortunately, this unspoken era is similar to that of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, and many allusions in this poem can also be found in books in this era, so she doesn't have to worry about making jokes because of using the wrong allusions.

Originally, those who saw her ruthless thought that she was famous because she was not practical. But as soon as this poem was published, some people marveled at it, and some people couldn't hold it in their faces.

What is amazing is some elders, because even they find it hard to believe that someone can write a poem about parting so passionately, and even hard to believe that such a poem of passion is actually written by a woman.

Some young scholars who felt they couldn't hold their faces felt embarrassed when they saw the poem "I laughed at the scholars alone in fighting for the bottom of things, and Huang Zu and Cao Gong were all floating."

"What a 'laughing scholar alone in fighting for the bottom line'." Even Shen Junyu, who had been silent since the beginning, couldn't help but be amazed after reading this poem.

But the only drawback is that this word is indeed not well written.

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The fox temporarily used a song that was changed from Song Ci. He forgot which boss changed (I apologize deeply), so I will watch it first~

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